Chapter 1151: Reiki Storm (1)
Xue Fanxin was also surprised that Xue Batian had become younger, and now if their grandfather and grandson stood together, where would they still look like grandfather and grandson, they would be father and daughter.
"Grandpa, you've become so young! This skin, the elasticity is really good, there are no wrinkles at all, turn around and shave the beard, it must be a beautiful man who fascinates thousands of girls. Xue Fanxin pinched Xue Batian's delicate face with her hand, and couldn't believe that her grandfather had suddenly become so young.
Xue Batian pulled away Xue Fanxin's hand, touched his face by himself, and felt that his skin was really delicate, not even a little wrinkle, the more he touched it, the more he liked it, and asked everyone happily: "Am I really getting younger?" ”
Everyone nodded in unison, "Yes." ”
"Haha...... Am I really getting younger? ”
"Grandpa Xue, you've really become younger." Xiao Lei simply took out a mirror and asked Xue Batian to take it by himself.
Xue Batian really brought the mirror over, and the stinky beauty there looked in the mirror, "Wow...... Isn't that what I was like when I was younger? I think back then, I was also a beautiful son. ”
Everyone only felt that a flock of crows flew by, and they were speechless at the stinky beauty of Snow Batian, but they liked the atmosphere very much.
"Grandpa, if you go out like this, maybe you will be lucky soon." Xue Fanxin teased.
"Go, go, what's the peach blossom luck? Your grandfather is not uncommon. ”
"Yes, yes, grandpa is not rare in peach blossom luck, grandpa is only rare in my precious granddaughter."
"Yes, grandpa only rares your precious granddaughter."
Xue Fanxin hugged one of Xue Batian's arms and leaned on his shoulder coquettishly, her heart full of happiness.
She really likes and likes her current life, she has a caring partner, lovely relatives, and reliable friends, all of which she will cherish and guard.
"In order to celebrate my grandfather's promotion to the Emperor Realm and his becoming the true King of the Wasteland, I have decided to hold a celebratory banquet tonight. Ruan Niang, Liu Qing, Hei Ran, Black Moon, and Floating Clouds, you will all come to help me in a while. Black Dragon, Hai Feng and Zimo go and set up the venue. Today is a good day for my grandfather to inherit the king of the wasteland, but it can't be too lonely, hurry up and arrange it, and hang up the red lanterns, red cloth strips, etc. ”
Under Xue Fanxin's arrangement, all the people in the Wasteland Mansion were busy, because there were not enough people, even Ye Jiuqian was called by Xue Fanxin to do chores, and even the little white tiger and the little white cat were not idle.
In less than half a day, the Wild King's Mansion became festive, red lanterns and red cloth strips could be seen everywhere, and all kinds of festive decorations were put out.
Xue Fanxin led a group of people to prepare food, made all the spiritual dishes she had recently learned, set them on a full table, and took out the wine she made to share with everyone.
On this day, the faces of the people in the Wild King's Mansion were full of smiles, and everyone felt the taste of home and liked it more and more.
During the banquet, Ye Jiuqian took out several space rings, all of which were given to Xue Batian, and explained some matters.
"Grandpa, there are some spiritual weapons, magic weapons, and various spirit stones and books here, which are for you to keep and dispose of. In addition, this is the overall plan of the wasteland, in addition to the wasteland, it is necessary to build ten cities, with the wasteland as the center, around the edge of the wasteland. ”
Xue Batian took the design drawings over, looked at the magnificent project painted on it, and was in disbelief, "Son-in-law, there are so many cities, and they are not small cities, it is not easy to build them, not to mention the manpower, material and financial resources, the aura storm in the wasteland alone is enough to make our heads big." ”
Before he inherited the King of the Wasteland, he didn't notice that the aura of the Wasteland was a little angry, and after becoming the King of the Wasteland, he could feel that the aura here was unusual, like a volcano, it would erupt at any time.
Perhaps this is the main reason why the wasteland is sparsely populated.